Biografía:
El cantante y compositor Jude nació como Michael Jude Christodal.
Michael Jude Christodal nació en Boston. Un primer álbum en 1997, “430 N Harper Ave”, dio a conocer al joven diplomado en filosofía, que mastica con gracia los tormentos del amor, entre la melancolía y la ironía. Para Maverick, Jude publica después su primer verdadero álbum, “No one is really beautiful”, que fue producido por George Drakoulias (The Black Crowes, Maria McKee), Mickey Petralia (Beck, Luscious Jackson), Cliff Magness, Ron Aniello y el propio Jude.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Tab by Matko and Andy Stenz. Lyrics from Cameo.
************* PLEASE NOTE *************
This file is the author's own work and represents their
interpretation of the song. You may only use this file
for private study, scholarship, or research.
Capo 3rd fr
(all chords in relation to capo)
B 224442
C(barred) 335553
D(barred) 557775
Em 022000
Am 002210
C 032010
Introduction pattern:
[Em, Am] x2
Basic pattern:
Em, Am, C, B
Chorus:
[Em, Am] x4, Em, B then introduction pattern
Make sure you accent the bass notes twice in each chord.
Intro: Em, Am, Em, Am
Em Am
And if you wed another
C B Em
I will have to kill you
Am
Both in bed my lover
C B Em
I would rather see you
...
Dead and under covers
Than in front of the world
Exposing for all others
Skin in which I curled
Em Am
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
Em Am Em
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
B Em Am Em Am
Feel my joy
And if you touch a man
Than you can fully expect
I will abort my plan to woo you
So circumspect
I'll cross the gates of hell and sell
What is left then of my soul
And in exchange
I'll lay away my dying role
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
B
Ascetic discipline
And caked in mud
C (barred)
I would go down to the river
Wading in, controlling the flood
B
Not even a stitch on me
No where
No stitch leather on my back
C (barred)
Until I knew which one was better
D (barred)
The love or the lacking
Em...
And if you go at last and leave me here
I will slowly run the gas entombed
And then invisible
And fingering the match
I'll strike one mortal final blow
For every fool dispatched
I'll retire in my pyring inferno
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
feel my joy
I'd be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
************* PLEASE NOTE *************
This file is the author's own work and represents their
interpretation of the song. You may only use this file
for private study, scholarship, or research.
Capo 3rd fr
(all chords in relation to capo)
B 224442
C(barred) 335553
D(barred) 557775
Em 022000
Am 002210
C 032010
Introduction pattern:
[Em, Am] x2
Basic pattern:
Em, Am, C, B
Chorus:
[Em, Am] x4, Em, B then introduction pattern
Make sure you accent the bass notes twice in each chord.
Intro: Em, Am, Em, Am
Em Am
And if you wed another
C B Em
I will have to kill you
Am
Both in bed my lover
C B Em
I would rather see you
...
Dead and under covers
Than in front of the world
Exposing for all others
Skin in which I curled
Em Am
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
Em Am Em
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
B Em Am Em Am
Feel my joy
And if you touch a man
Than you can fully expect
I will abort my plan to woo you
So circumspect
I'll cross the gates of hell and sell
What is left then of my soul
And in exchange
I'll lay away my dying role
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
B
Ascetic discipline
And caked in mud
C (barred)
I would go down to the river
Wading in, controlling the flood
B
Not even a stitch on me
No where
No stitch leather on my back
C (barred)
Until I knew which one was better
D (barred)
The love or the lacking
Em...
And if you go at last and leave me here
I will slowly run the gas entombed
And then invisible
And fingering the match
I'll strike one mortal final blow
For every fool dispatched
I'll retire in my pyring inferno
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
feel my joy
I'd be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover
I would be your Indian Lover Boy
Feel my joy
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